(I know it's not Thursday yet, but I'm going to be busy tomorrow. Also for most of the weekend, so I won't be doing much blog stuff 'til next week)
Reminds me of teaching, especially in that first year.
"Knots" (1970) 
- R. D. Laing [via]
There is something I don't know 
that I am supposed to know. 
I don't know what it is I don't know, 
and yet I am supposed to know, 
And I feel I look stupid 
if I seem both not to know it 
and not know what it is I don't know. 
Therefore, I pretend I know it. 
There is nerve-wracking since I don't 
know what I must pretend to know. 
Therefore, I pretend I know everything.
 
 
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